“Hey, I have something here,” she said once the guest stepped away.
He drummed his fingers on the counter. “What’s up?”
Addie knelt down, reappearing with a scarf. “Someone lost this in the lobby and hasn’t come back to claim it. Is it okay if I email the guests a picture of it?”
Chip took the rough material into his hand. “I think I know whose scarf this is.”
“Oh, really?” Addie smiled. “Great!”
“Thanks, Addie.” Chip tossed it over his shoulder.
It could be Lucy’s scarf. No, he was quite certain it was hers. He’d just swing by her room and drop it off.
